He was the opposite of messy. He was beautifully charismatic, brim-full of self-confidence. his voice was charcoal, the way it burned, slow and steady, leaving rich, dark streaks in anyone's mind. Reilin entranced someone, leaving them helpless against the influence of his presence. Everybody seemed affected by him. Reilin’s voice controlled the voice of the people around them, orchestrated it as background, and the surrounding tables grew. Likes drama and trouble but is mostly harmless.